Her soul is dying
For his touch,
She can't forget
His first kiss.
When suddenly
Sensually kissed her
Soft lips With his very
Pinkish aromatic lips
By holding her shoulders
Then creased towards
Her eyes and left a
The sensual touch of his
Lips thereby rubbing
His fingers on her reddish
Sweetlips.
She is burning with
This secret desire to be
In front of him again,
But where to find him,
In memories?....
© zhilehhayaam